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Haunting-Adeline

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My tone suggests that Jay keep his mouth shut.

So, he does.

I twirl the rose, ge ng lost in the memory of my mother. She was

beau ful. Long, black hair with eyes as dark as my right eye—nearly black.

But she carried a shroud of sunlight around her. Dad always joked that she

kept herself in the shadows so everyone else could shine. She was selfless

and kind, always giving but never taking.

Deep down, I know my mother would be incredibly proud of what I’m

doing. She may not approve of my methods, but I think she would’ve found

a place with the girls I save. Helping them and taking care of them.

She would’ve been happy.

Se ng the rose down, I turn and glance one last me at the mirror. I

make sure my three-piece suit doesn’t have a wrinkle in sight. The Armani

suit has been tailored to mold perfectly to my body and drips with

capitalism.

Good thing I steal from the rich.

“You look beau ful,” Jay says wispily, wiping a fake tear from the corner

of his eye. I give him a droll look and slap his forehead as I walk by.

I ignore the mu ered ow and grab my keys and wallet before slipping on

the earpiece and loading myself with two guns. I grab my white gold Rolex,

fastening it around my wrist. It’s no ordinary overpriced watch though.

Right by the clasp on my inner wrist is a ny bu on I installed. The moment

I press it, a diversion will ensue and hopefully allow me to get the poor

child out safely.

I’ve already hacked the cameras inside and out of Daniel's place, and

while he has hired security detail, the few guests I saw enter didn’t get

pa ed down nor were required to walk through a body scanner.

This tells me this is more of an in mate affair with few people who are

trusted enough not to shoot the place up.

I roll my neck, my muscles brimming with tension. Something about this

night feels off. It feels like being shot at in a metal room, just wai ng for the

bullet to ricochet and hit me somewhere vital.

There’s absolutely no way I’m le ng a young child get sacrificed or

abused tonight. This will be a ma er of how to get the girl out safely while

maintaining innocence. If I’m to be brought into the underground dungeon

tomorrow, then I need to stay on Daniel's good side.

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